Just after rescuing the Lu family's twin sisters, they were almost snapped off by their own people!
Just mentioned his unlucky master to Zhao Qingting at night, and met him on the street in the middle of the night.
As soon as Yuan Laizhou left, the flower picker, the shit pot, was stuck on his head...
Ye Qingxuan felt that he should not go out today, or he should take a good look at the almanac next time when he goes out, how could he be so unlucky!
Ye Qingxuan was in an extremely bad mood. Looking up, he saw a long figure, with the starry sky behind his back, standing on the ridge of the Sanqing Palace, indescribably rich and elegant.
Ye Qingxuan gathered his eyes together, although he could see the other party's bald head and gray monk's robe, but the other party's true appearance on Mount Lu was hidden in the shadows, so he couldn't see clearly.
Another firework exploded in the sky behind.
Ye Qingxuan secretly groaned, it wasn't that he didn't want to turn around and leave, but that although the other party was more than ten feet away from him, his aura was faintly covering him, if he slipped away, the other party would be able to Last come first, cut yourself on the spot.
This thought seemed unreasonable, but Ye Qingxuan felt clearly and unmistakably that it would be so.
If it wasn't for the other party's Zen robes, he would have almost thought that the big lama Long Su Dunzhu was blocking the way!
Otherwise why is it so powerful
Ye Qingxuan calmed down a bit, looked at the other party calmly, and asked: "The Great Monk has admitted the wrong person? Handsome Tianfan in Xia Sansheng Island, just left the Wangxian Building and passed by here. He is definitely not a traitor as the master said!"
The monk's soft and pleasant voice sounded again, and read: "Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form. There is no form, no form, no anger and no madness. The benefactor is famous outside the world, and his appearance is magnificent. Why is he so attached to the suffering of eroticism that he can't get rid of it?"
Ye Qingxuan frowned and said: "Master Xiu used Buddhism to save me. As I said, I am not a flower picking thief. Your target is someone else. Master is looking for the wrong person."
The monk proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said leisurely: "The chief elder of the Great Chan Temple of the Poor Monk Twelve Elders' Association has no anger, the donor's whereabouts have been locked by the old monk, and he has not missed any mistakes along the way. If the donor thinks that the poor monk has admitted the wrong person, that's okay. , as long as the benefactor is arrested without a fight, my twelve elders will give the benefactor justice."
broken!
Unexpectedly, that bastard Yuan Laizhou provoked the masters of the Twelve Elders Association. This Wu'an is a figure on the same level as the abbot of the Great Chan Temple, Wu Nian, just by his name. Maybe it's the other masters of the Twelve Elders Association. This level is not only sad, but also unnecessary.
He touched his face unnaturally, no matter how realistic Shuai Tianfan's mask was, it was still a fake, he couldn't help but smiled wryly, and said: "Master's idea is good, but it's a pity that Shuai has something important tonight, so it's inconvenient to accompany him, and he will definitely be there tomorrow." Find witnesses to prove for Shuai.”
"Good, good!" Monk Wu'an smiled slightly and said, "The handsome benefactor is so stubborn, don't blame the poor monk for being merciless!"
Ye Qingxuan thought to himself, you are a great monk who is stubborn!
"If I tell the master that the flower-picker is someone else, can the master be put on the next horse for the time being?"
"Amitabha! Since others have done evil, the donor must stay as a witness!"
Depend on!
The great monk gritted his teeth and wanted to stay by himself, but this was the last result he could not face.
A high-pitched sound full of qi came from a distance, approaching uncontrollably.
"Great monk, offended!"
Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth fiercely, raised his power, swept upwards, and punched out, as long as the monk Wu'an backed down a little, he could break through the opponent's blocked air mechanism and take the opportunity to escape.
Monk Wu'an stood on the ridge of the roof, motionless as a mountain, sighed softly, and said leisurely: "I'm obsessed! Look at my [Chiba Avalokitesvara Hand]!" Calmly, he drew out his palm, only halfway through it, and suddenly turned into dozens With just one hand, Ye Qingxuan's attack routes were instantly blocked.
Facing the shadows of palms all over the sky, Ye Qingxuan couldn't tell which palm was empty and which palm was real for a moment, knowing that he had reached a dangerous place, he closed his eyes immediately, and exerted his seventh mana consciousness with all his strength, in the dark With a little consonance, Ye Qingxuan poked his index finger, and slowly moved towards the position in the void.
Huh
Monk Wu'an's eyes were brilliant, and there was nothing in the void, because Ye Qingxuan's point suddenly condensed the real palm, and the palm shadows all over the sky disappeared immediately, and he bumped Ye Qingxuan head-on without any fancy.
A ray of stellar energy that was as sharp as a sword pierced into the body, and Monk Wu'an was unable to resolve it for a while, and flew back like a big bird in the air, only to avoid the next attack.
However, Ye Qingxuan stopped completely after one blow, and smiled slightly at the monk, "Thank you, master, for your mercy!"
The situation was resolved for a while, and at the same time Ye Qingxuan also realized in his heart that the real strength of the Wu'an monk in front of him was comparable to his own. His experience in fighting is not as good as his own, but he has some astonishing accomplishments in tracking and light work, and his worries are just illusions caused by being too guilty.
The sound of the wind rang out from the left, right and back at the same time.
Ye Qingxuan yelled that it was unlucky, and quickly took advantage of the gap that forced Monk Wu'an to retreat, and flew into the air.
Ye Qingxuan used all his strength to fly towards the roof of another house outside the temple wall on the left, the movement was so fast that ordinary people could only feel a gust of wind, even the shadow could not be seen.
But at the moment when Ye Qingxuan was about to land on the ground, suddenly a trace of thin gossamer sword energy came quietly, and went straight to Ye Qingxuan's ankle in mid-air!
Ye Qingxuan's eyes flashed brightly, he jerked his feet back, and then turned back in the air, the rapid forward trend suddenly reversed, and turned into a rapid retreat!
Huh
The master hidden under the eaves made a sound of surprise again, followed by a cold snort, hiss hiss, and the sound of Gang Qi breaking through the sky exploded!
Suddenly, under the originally clear night sky, threads of Gang Qi rolled up like silk threads, weaving into a huge net of Gang Qi in the air, covering Ye Qingxuan's head with his pocket.
Ye Qingxuan flew back in the air, crossed his hands at the same time, and slashed forward. The two flaming saber airs were like sharp scissors, and immediately split the shroud of gangster energy covering the sky into two, avoiding the result of being caught in one shot .
Ye Qingxuan used this move beautifully, but because of it, he fell to the ground and was surrounded by the latecomers.
Just between breaths, six figures appeared on the left and right sides, all of them were silent, staring at him with murderous intent, as if flustered.
Facing the flower pickers, he would be so murderous.
But what the hell am I not!
Ye Qingxuan wants to cry but has no tears!
snort!
A cold snort was heard, and three figures slowly appeared in front of him. In front of him was a white-haired old lady, holding a brocade handkerchief densely filled with silver needles, and said coldly: "Young people are really nice It is a pity that you are so young and have superb martial arts skills, but your behavior is so despicable and shameless, it really makes people angry."
The "Miaozhen Grandma" of the Shushan Sword League
Ye Qingxuan's heart sank to the bottom...